Here's the news I promised!
On Thursday the Red Cross national office made me a job offer. YAY! Picture this fat old lady doing a happy dance!
Yesterday I spoke to my boss and said there are three things I want:
1. To continue working for CPI
2. To do disaster mental health work for the Red Cross
3. To move home to Quincy
And I told her how I think I can do all three. I'd written it up as well, but wanted to "talk it out" first. She was really receptive to my proposal and will talk to a decision maker on Monday. We'll see. But I'm very hopeful.
I hope to find out sometime next week. So keep your fingers crossed for me. If the answer is yes, I'll be a happy camper.
The downside? I'll be leaving my comedy family. Sure, I'll still be able to do stand-up, but in Quincy I don't think there's an avenue for improv or sketch. Of course, I could make something happen, which would be kind of fun.
Anyway, I'm very excited, and can't wait to find out if my life is going to change.